Message from the Wolves: Spirit of Maat

Message from the Wolves

By Julia Griffin


We, the wolves, wish to thank the editor of Spirit of Ma’at for allowing us to speak out of our hearts. It is not often that we are appreciated, or our voice is heard. We have many messages, which are carried by the wind each night, but we hope you can more easily read this message in the shape of letters and words.

Once we -the plants, animals and mankind — spoke one language, known as the language of the heart. We also sang a single song, which was called creation. No creature on the earth has the capacity as does "man" to create. So in the last hours of this final form of the earth, we call to you to remember your amazing ability as a creator.

The wolves speak now, from their hearts, to the souls of man and woman. Once you heard us, as easily as you understand language now. Our hearts spoke, and, together we made great discoveries on the planet called Earth. Once you loved Earth and understood that its substance and your substance were one. Once we spoke an infinite language, which celebrated the song of the earth. That song was called "creation." Today, we will whisper tones of the song, so you can remember who you are; why you came here; and the all you once knew.

Once you saw in color, auras, and knew immediately if a plant or tree was good for you -if it nourished you and how best to use it. Now you use colors as d?cor, not as power. And it is power, not color, which we wish to discuss. Power is necessary to create, and power is needed for discernment. When you believe that good or bad things are happening in the world, you relinquish your power.

Perhaps you will ask: is science not truth or is religion or even metaphysics truth? And we say nothing is truth unless you know it to be so in your heart, otherwise it is only the patter of words and images. Even a common bird sings more truth in its song. The grass, the trees and the animals grow and live in a truth, which is closer to real truth than most of the writings on the planet. (That is not to say that real truth has not been written, mainly we say it is not read or valued.)

Once, you really listened. When the birds sang, you knew the meaning of the song. You could hear the day altered by the sounds of the wind through the grass or trees. The movement of the ants or the growth of a plant spoke to your heart. Once you really felt life -the joy of an icy stream and the pebbles beneath your feet. Nature spoke to you hourly, and you read messages in the clouds.

There are many, many versions of the future. Every day, you choose your truth through your thoughts, not your heart. Man is a creature divided -his mind and heart are separate. We hoped, when the ages changed, you would begin to remember your mind-heart. A mind-heart means the heart and mind are connected, so you no longer speak in two tongues. "Two tongues" means one voice is ego; the other is the heart. One voice means a centered heart. But many, many of you did not remember the connection -you began to dream with fear, not love or joy or hopefulness.

The fear was far too great. So we come now, with our simple words, to remind you of who you really are. Today, tomorrow, the next day-you will create the future by what you read, what you believe and what you say. You are very powerful. You can create great destruction or bring down the grid of sky crossed energies, connecting every home and office. You can destroy the earth-particularly if you spend more time thinking about earth disaster, governments and violence than on the beauty of a walk, the woods, the stars or the call of a hawk, which turn your eyes toward the sky.

How simple our words must seem to you. But you have forgotten that the world turns each day on the axis of a great song, the song of creation, which is sung almost every moment by the wind, the sun, the insects, the birds, the whales, the dolphins, the wolves and coyotes. We take turns singing the song, but each of us repeats the same song. We worry about you -not ourselves-because very few human beings sing the song.

While we understand our words will not be completely understood by many, we ask you to listen with your own heart and remember these teachings. We know our vision is far-fetched to you. Nevertheless, we call to the part of you which once sang the song of creation, and we ask you to remember with the inner fiber of your being. This song is written into your DNA and can never be completely forgotten.

How will you know when you are truly creating? The creatures of the forest will come to your side. You will see deer in subdivisions, bears in the middle of nowhere, strange creatures -either by number of time of the day-who accompany your meditation or deepest thoughts. We hear everything you think. Do you think it is pleasant? No, it is not pleasant or happy, for you have forgotten this particular rhythm-and the happiness of creativity is the true reason you are here.

As this article was in the phase of development, our scribe doubted our message. ("Could it be that man is truly so powerful?" she asked.) Today it is August 23, 2011, and an earthquake shakes Washington, DC. In the past, in your country, earthquakes did not happen in Washington. Today, your earthquake is the result of hatred and anger.

Inwardly, the citizens of your country despise the government for taxes, debt and credit-the loss of an easier life. Outwardly, other countries in the world hate your country for wealth, waste and life style. Are you surprised to find inner and outer hatred have created havoc, chaos and disaster? What are the words you speak? Do you not understand? The earth must take form around the energy you emit.

We, the wolves, shake our heads. We have known you in so many incarnations in so many lands prior to this time. Many of the more advanced souls decided to reincarnate in the United States, where the land spread forever with open plains, forests and seas with great abundance. Many of you reincarnated with strains of pioneers or Native Americans, so your genetics would lead you toward a close relationship with the earth.

It is so odd that you have mastered creation through negative emotions, rather than through creative solutions. Is it not easier to visualize and create a financial solution, than to cause panic or floods or fear? Yet, it is how you run and rule your world. Sadly, we sometimes view you as domestic animals that are afraid of leaving your house or office, who dirty the water and the earth. But we know you are so much more than this. After all, we remember you in the earliest incarnations, when you were god-like and you simply uttered words or held a picture in your mind to create.

Whether or not you return to those times of great creation, love and freedom in nature, we love you. All of nature loves you, regardless of what you do. We do not hate. We remain hopeful.

We call upon you in these last hours and ask you to sit under the stars, to meditate in the morning when dawn touches the world. We ask you to walk through the forest barefoot or to play in a stream. Perhaps, our advice sounds simplistic or perhaps it sounds true; however, when you express love for nature, she can return your love. You will know when you have mastered the lesson, for you will begin to see and feel beauty in your life and your creations.

In closing, we remind you:

1) Sit in nature and dream or meditate. Nature amplifies the thoughts of your heart, putting them into form. Ask the birds, trees and water to shape your heart-thoughts harmoniously and quickly.

2) Look at the stars before you sleep. Remember you and the stars are one. Ask the stars to guide you in your dreams.

3) Ask for awakening and ask for understanding in your role as a creator.

4) See the earth whole and healed. Throw your spirit into the earth’s beauty by gazing at a sunset or a flower. Allow the beauty to radiate throughout your being.

5) Simplify your life. Do less. Dream more. Walk more. Sing.

6) Remember: all of the parts of nature are singing and talking with you. Listen.

7) Live in your body and heart.

3 responses to “Message from the Wolves: Spirit of Maat”

  1. ….sweetness indeed…thanks 4 the memories….~

  2. Blessings dear beloved wolf-spirit. I have written you a poem. Would you like to hear it?

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